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| Love and Attention by � LouReeves How can we as a nation find, Comfort, security and peace of mind? For many an indian, a loss of soul, To the problems arising from the drinking hole. And drugs have certainly come our way, Thus the penalty, we will have to pay. Oh, to return to the culture of days gone by, With words to the spirits up in the sky. When men stood tall and had much pride, And for the nation, many had died. When family and friends were always there, To bring comfort and joy and not despair. Now it falls to those with the good life, To help those unfortunate, with their strife. Support they need and comfort as well, To get them out of their living hell. Thus family and friends come around, To the healing circle on the ground. With love and attention, they will see, And in the future, they will be free. by LouReeves/croweagle/the eagle |
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